NOT PERPETRATORS
Stop By The Mbah Meatball

Seeing that look, made my body tremble. What's he gonna do? What does it mean to do all this. Reappeared in my life. Interfered in my business.

"On! Stay away from me. Please ...," I pleaded.

The eyes are getting sharper. Scary highlight. "Jawab first, Nia!"

"W-what?"

"Why did you marry Bastian?"

"Huh?"

"Answer, honestly!"

"Because I love her."

"Lied!"

The face is getting closer. "Bastian's just your escape, right?"

I swallowed the saliva. "We love each other."

"No! You have to marry her. Aye, right?"

I glanced sharply. "Who do you think you are? You know what you feel! You alone, do not understand what love is! What do you know about me? You're nothing more than a loser!"

"You ask me, what is love? Let me show you!"

The face was getting closer, making me have to fight.

"Di!"

Plaque!

A hard slap landed on his left cheek.

"You're crazy! I'm married, Di!"

"I'm crazy, because of you, Nia!" Back he approached, I pushed the chest of the field I had liked the most.

"Far away, Di! Stay away from me! Don't make me hate you more!"

A clear thread began to drip down my cheek. "Please .. live each of our lives. I have chosen my path. I am happy with my choice. Let me be happy, Di. And .. you .. be happy with your fiance."

"Did I make you cry? Nia ... Nia .. I still love you. I .. I miss you so much."

"I don't!"

His hand held the chest of his field. Like I have something in there.

He laughed silly. "Go home .. erase your tears. Let me take you!"

"No need! I can order a cab."

I walked leaving him. I woke up a sleeping Ark. Then carry her home. My feet keep stepping down the stairs.

"Let me drive! It's eight o'clock more. Your husband must be worried."

Sometimes I wipe away tears that keep gliding in the pelupuk. For some reason, this clear grain kept flowing. I don't know what I really feel. Either anger, hatred, or even regret.

***

In the car, we were silent. Quiescent. With their respective minds. My ark is still comfortably asleep.

A piano song played. Shredding the soul that was moving towards anger. Slow ... The music is sweet. Slowly, my heart took off, re-carving out the time that had passed.

My hand pushed the button off, turned it off. However, the hand of the person sitting next to me returned the piano melody. Not to lose. I pushed back to stop the music. And ... that hand swiftly brought it to life again.

I surrendered. Still in my silent position. And he's in his silent position. I let the piano sound back play beautifully. Re-flow the soul about the nuances that once filled the heart.

My frustration slowly collapsed. Replacing with that memory ... which is very .. romantic.

My soul is so calm enjoying this piano sound. It's just .. wounds that had impregnated, gaping back. The shadow of the beautiful, tall girl, in the red dress, suddenly disturbs this nostalgia.

Romance has also changed egoism. That evil and selfish, am I? Yes ... Lord. This man has tormented me even more, for the sin of thinking about him a little. Remember, Ima! Don't let people call you PERJOR! No, for ever!

***

We got home. I see the minimalist house is still dark. Has my husband not come home yet?

I got off the cabin. Still with the sleeping Ark. Without a word. I let the eagle doctor reflect on his mistake. Just so she knows, I'm not her old age. It is easy to forgive his mistakes. Now, I ... Imania Saraswati, was the wife of Muhammad Bastian.

***

The morning sun is shining brightly. It moved me who was still comfortable with sleepiness. Followed by the cry of Arka. My sleepiness disappeared instantly.

"Arka .. calm down, dear. Mama's here."

The arcs lying between us - me and my husband - reminded me of the bruises on his legs.

"Darling ... Does your leg still hurt?" Looking worried at Arka. Checking the back of his feet.

"Oh .. thank goodness," I said with relief.

"Then why?" Staring at the astonished expression of Arka who still grinned in pain.

Arka looked at her father who was still asleep. Practicing his overstressed hand papa, just now.

"Oh ... basic, Papa!"

My husband is off work today. It's natural that he's still sleeping. Time shows at seven in the morning. I also woke up bad. Ah, yesterday afternoon was exhausting my body and brain. Until I fell asleep, not realizing Mas Bastian came home, who had no idea what time last night.

I get out of bed. Get Arka up. As well as letting Mas Bastian who is still comfortable in his dreams. Sometimes those lips bring a smile. Maybe he's having a good dream.

***

"Come, Pa?"

"A little while, Ma." he said from inside the room.

Today, Sunday, Mas Bastian is off work. We plan to go to the zoo, the zoo in our city.

As usual, we will ride the bike. Mas Bastian came out to us - me and Arka - who were ready.

***

Arrive at the zoo.

Arka was enthusiastic. Understandably, he is rarely invited to walk, except around the village only. We enjoyed the trip around the zoo.

"Papa, what is it?"

"That's a Camel Bird, honey?"

"If that one!"

"That's a Canary Bird."

"Papa .. Let's see Tiger!"

"Come on!"

That's so. Arka was very happy. The atmosphere of the zoo on Sundays is quite crowded. We rested on a long bench that was made available to the public.

***

It's afternoon. Before we go home. We will stop by a meatball restaurant that is quite a favorite in this city. Bakso Si Mbah, his name. Not our mbah. People say, this meatball Si Mbah, named for a long time, has been hereditary. About the taste ... No opponent, deh! That's why we love this meatball.

We arrived at Bakso Si Mbah. It's next to the gas station. We were looking for a relaxing seat. We chose lesehan. Here it's more comfortable than sitting in that chair. Because Arka will not be free to move, who is actively walking there and here.

Not long after, our food arrived.

"Be careful, Ma, it's still hot!" Bastian reminded.

"Yes, Pa," I answered while feeding Arka.

Suddenly there was the sound of feet stepping towards our lesehan place.

"Hi, Bas!"

My husband stopped his mouthful. "Hi, Di. Come join us!"

I glanced at him. Why is there him again. This world is so narrow. There was no other place to eat, so he came here. I sat down, hoping he wasn't sitting with us.

"How, Nes? Let's just join in here, shall we?" The doctor looked towards the beautiful woman next to him.

Oh. .. she's her fiance, right. This is the second time I've seen him. A little smile I threw at him.

"Em ... was .. I wanted to sit there." While pointing at the seat that has a chair, not lesehan. "But .. because there's this sweet little boy. I want to sit down with you guys. Can, right?" he said while touching Arka's cheek.

"Can, donk? Please sit down" said Mas Bastian.

We also sat facing. I was a little worried about their presence. Let alone the eagle doctor's gaze, occasionally stealing glances at me.

"What a bitch!" hisisku.

"What?" The beautiful woman looked at me.

"Ah ... ma-I mean .. i-this .. the meat is still very hot. It sucks!" obviously nervous.

The long-haired beauty smiled, followed by the eagle doctor's little laugh.

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Note :

Lesehan \= Sitting on the floor with a mat and so on.